“Ted, who are you waiting for?”
“Shut up”
My tooth decay turns Mona on, but it’s my gingervitis that gets her in the sack. Cha-ching!
Gingervaginis, Billy. Get it right.
The Lords of Art were disciplined masters. Whilst Florenzo was a violin virtuoso, Corietta dressed as if possesed by winter. The others all had their own breathtaking talents. Their leader, the Unseen One, presided over them silently with a watchful eye. Douglas secretly wished he would be let in some day for his yo-yo talents.
He drew a self-portrait, but his teacher said his shanks weren’t long enough. Pervert.
Timmons nipped at my heels, and I collapsed. I heard a murmur, and nimble fingers crawled down my back…
Religion blows
Jonathan… and his sheepish grin
Ausitn Caldwell 3:16
Huck squatted down on all fours, raised his hips, and raised his ass into the air. Peanut butter started coming out.
My knopkins smell of platypus
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10 comments:
Locked in his pantry, Timmy couldn't believe what he was hearing. The cereal box characters were talking. Someone had to die.
He built the best kites in all the city, but never flew them.
4th and goal, and 5 seconds on the clock. A pack of angry bulls kicked the grass in anticipation, thirsty for his blood. Cliff scanned his blockers and started the count. Upon receiving the snap, he became aware his cleats had turned into ice skates. Something terrible had happened.
The words carelessly rolled off his tongue and onto the lawn, killing the neighbors dog.
"Gus lives in his books so make sure you knock before opening one up."
"I'm just saying guys, maybe he's not as cool as we thought. I mean, he puts deodorant on his dog."
Thunder clapped, rain ran and the mountain just shit all over that village.
The second name is amazing (of Zack's). Fuck it, all are better than I can write anymore.
My favorite name=Huck (what else?). Most underrated is the first one. This was the classic epitome of the conversational genre. So minimalist it hurts because you're starving to death.
favorite: He drew a self-portrait, but his teacher said his shanks weren't long enough. Pervert.
noble nods to the first three though
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